Chapter 69: The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife
Chapter 69: Bai Lu is a Great Deceiver
Xiao Dazhuang saw that there was nothing for him to do, so he left.
Xiao Wei wanted to ask him to help move the bamboo, but considering that it probably wouldn't take much, and he could manage it himself, he silently turned and followed Bai Lu and Wang Cuihua into the courtyard.
After Bai Lu took a seat, Wang Cuihua poured her tea, a chrysanthemum tea specially brought back from her parents' home.
The fragrance was just right, emanating a natural freshness.
Xiao Wei was also treated to a cup.
Sitting beside Bai Lu, sipping tea in small sips, he quietly listened to Wang Cuihua chatting with Bai Lu.
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Wang Cuihua finally got to the point, "Bai Lu, when I saw you buying chestnuts during the ancestral worship in the countryside, I remembered that we also have a lot of chestnuts stored at home, buried in sand. Each fruit is plump and full, perfect for making sugar-fried chestnuts."
Bai Lu smiled and, in a tone of great trust, said, "The purchase price is twenty cents per kilogram."
Wang Cuihua almost choked on her tea, her mouth twitching, her throat turning for a long time before she managed to swallow the tea.
The price was the same as the Xiao family's, not a single cent less, not to mention any special consideration for their own people.
Bai Lu's eyes, filled with kindness, were smiling.
However, Wang Cuihua felt her scalp go numb. After a pause, she sighed and said, "Since Ah Biao passed away, all the living expenses at home have fallen on me alone. But I don't know how to do anything except plant a few vegetables and raise a few chickens and ducks. I have no other income. Even the rice and oil at home are borrowed from my rural parents."
"Last month, my mother came to town to visit me. When we were cooking, we ran out of salt at home. She had to pay for it herself. Seeing me living such a hard life, my mother kept urging me to find someone else to remarry. But it hasn't been a year since Ah Biao's death. How can I remarry at this time..."
Wang Cuihua shook her head resolutely, her tone becoming more and more sad and pitiful, "But life has to go on. I have no income, and life is getting harder and harder."
"It's really tough," Bai Lu put away her smiling face, suddenly showing an extremely realistic sympathy.
But in her mind, memories of a certain segment of the big brother floated up.
After Xiao Zhongbiao went solo, he brought a group of thugs from the big boss. In a confrontation with a debtor during a visit to the casino, there was a fierce conflict, resulting in casualties on both sides.
Xiao Zhongbiao was chopped to death with a machete.
The organization of the big boss was roughly similar to the large gangs in Hong Kong gangster movies. It had a pyramid structure with strict hierarchical rules and regulations from top to bottom. Someone like Xiao Zhongbiao, a newcomer with no outstanding history, was at the bottom of the pyramid, just one step higher than the bottom-ranking thugs.
According to the big boss's rules, if a small fry died, it was just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. The bottom of the pyramid didn't deserve any compensation.
The next day, Xiao Cheng brought Luo Shiliu and others to settle the accounts of a big troublemaker in the southern city. When he mentioned this matter in front of the big boss, the big boss, out of respect for Xiao Cheng, finally gave three thousand yuan in compensation to Xiao Zhongbiao's family.
This last three thousand yuan in compensation, Xiao Cheng gave it all to Xiao Zhongbiao's only family member - Wang Cuihua.
In less than half a year, Wang Cuihua began to complain about being poor, having no money, and living a difficult life.
Bai Lu silently drank her tea without saying a word.
Xiao Wei also silently drank his tea without saying a word.
Luo Shiliu and Xiao Dazhuang believed that Wang Cuihua had no money. She went out every day, either buying fish or pork, ribs, and pig's trotters... He couldn't believe that she had no money.
When Wang Cuihua saw that Bai Lu had not spoken for a long time, she felt annoyed and anxious, and couldn't help but speak again, "If I were as smart as you, Bai Lu, I would know how to do everything and could run a small business to support myself."
Bai Lu modestly said, "You know it's just a small business, barely making ends meet."
Wang Cuihua regretted mentioning a small business. A small business was something she valued. Wasn't she just slapping herself in the face? But the words were already spoken, and she couldn't take them back.
She could only envy and sigh, "If only I could run a small business too. Unfortunately, I don't know how to make sugar-fried chestnuts."
"If only I could make sugar-fried chestnuts... Big Brother Xiao Cheng wouldn't be criticized by the neighbors, saying that his brother died, and his brother's wife fell into destitution, and no one cared..."
Wang Cuihua's face was full of guilt towards Big Brother Xiao Cheng, "If only I could make sugar-fried chestnuts, at least I could sell them and barely make a living."
Bai Lu listened to the prelude until her ears were almost calloused, finally ushering in the ultimate goal.
Immediately she spoke, "Selling sugar-fried chestnuts is not a difficult thing; you can do it too."
Wang Cuihua was stunned. She didn't expect things to go so smoothly. Her troubled face instantly turned into a big chrysanthemum-like smile.
"Bai Lu, I knew you were as good as Big Brother Xiao Cheng, who knows how to take care of the relatives of those in difficult situations. You won't let us go hungry."
"Learning to fry chestnuts is not difficult, right? Whenever you have time, I'll come to your house to learn from you. I learn things quickly. If I learn today, I can set up a stall tomorrow."
After listening, Xiao Wei couldn't even drink his tea.
His eyes stared straight at Bailu, suspecting that he had turned back into the fool who was deceived by Li Shuixian.
But Bai Lu smiled very considerately, "Why bother learning to fry chestnuts? It's too troublesome. You sell the chestnuts to me, and I'll give you sugar-fried chestnuts. You can just take them out and sell them!"
Wang Cuihua: "..."
Xiao Wei: "..."
How great, isn't it about making money... Doing business like Aunt Wu, just sell at a stall, and you can make money.
If there's a difference, it's that Aunt Wu is cooperating with Bai Lu, while Wang Cuihua is working for Bai Lu.
I don't even know how much the salary is.
Wang Cuihua's face alternated between green and white for a
while, feeling that she had been played by Bai Lu again. Bai Lu didn't intend to teach her how to make sugar-fried chestnuts at all; she just wanted her to help sell sugar-fried chestnuts!
But she still had to ask about the salary, "Then, how is the money earned from selling sugar-fried chestnuts divided?"
Bai Lu said, "After deducting costs and one cent per kilogram of labor cost, the net profit is split fifty-fifty."
"A whole cent for labor cost for frying chestnuts!" Wang Cuihua was too excited for a moment, and her voice raised.
Bai Lu remained calm, explaining with a signature fake smile, "Frying chestnuts requires strength and skill."
Strength, skill, skill...
Wang Cuihua's high pitch suddenly stopped.
Although a fifty-fifty split in net profit was not bad, she wanted all the profits.
She paid for the chestnuts, and she ran around to sell them. Bailu just fried chestnuts, and she still had to charge a labor fee. In the end, she could sit comfortably at home, wait for her to work hard and sell sugar-fried chestnuts, and then split half the money with her.
However Wang Cuihua thought about it, she felt like she was losing.
But Bai Lu, with a smiling face, analyzed for her, "You're not at a loss. Look, you sell the chestnuts to me for twenty cents per kilogram, and you can get the money immediately. My labor fee is only one cent per kilogram. In the end, the net profit is split fifty-fifty. You get five cents plus twenty cents, and I get five cents plus one cent. You earn one cent more than me. It's obvious that you're making the big money."
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